Is it better to have loved and lost,

than to have never loved at all?

all, the heart break and cries I swear I would trade it all.

Cause if I never met you, I would have never let you

rip me open, rape my emotions inside

then decide to just leave me broken,

toss my spirit aside.

And I cried so much without showing my tears,

I was an empty shell that associated love with fear.

And now my memories are tainted sour apple green with envy,

when I see you with others, and my heart won’t let me.

move on, move on, move the hell on cause you,

single-handedly created grey skies from blue.

and whats worse is that you ended it the way it began,

guided me with soft words while holding my hand.

So I can’t even call you foul and I know it sounds wrong,

but that Hate that I loved you, and I HATE that you’re gone.

and it’s that hate that makes me hate those that try to pursue.

cause every niggas just a nigga, if that nigga aint you.